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Athletics 22ND E N G I N E E R S D E F E A T

12TH I N T . N I N E O N D I A M O N D .

W E ' L L A N S W E R , U N C L E 9 A M

In a well played game the 22nd En­gineers defeated the 12th Regiment last week on the 22nd 'a parade ground. The feature of the game was the pitching of Dunn. He had the team [ from the 2th swinging at everything. In the ninth inning he struck out three men with nine pitched balls. The score

22nd Engineers Bloag Nevil le Back man Dunn, F . Coffey Baf f cr tv Vibbard • Burke

•Dunn Callahan

-- 12th Regiment. . Scrutto

| Nicholas ' Bom k amp '.Gibson J O 'Ne i l l

Ritterciser ** Conlon Connors Dowling Beattv

2B 1 B P 1 86 3

P 0 L P 0

C 16 3B 0 C P 0 I B 7 C P 0

PO A A B R B P L P I B 2B 3 B C P I B 3 SS 2

C 10 P 0

Saturday's Football Results.

Princeton 3, Tufts 0. Syracuse 60, Frankl in & Mar. 0. Harvard 21, North Carolina 0. Swarthmore 6, U . of P . 0. Cornell 42, Williams 0. Army 17, Holy Cross 0. Pittsburg 20, Navy 19. Yale 12, Lehigh 0. Brown 69, Amherst 0, Columbia 6, Vermont 0. Colgate 15, Illinois 3. N . Y . U . 13. Haverford 7.

12th Reg. 22nd E n g .

0 0 0 3 0 0

0 0 0 0

1 0 0—2 0 1 x—4

Two base h i t s — O ' N e i l l ; Bases on balls, off Dunn 2, off Beatty 4. Struck out by Dunn 15; by Beatty, 10.

S Y R A C U S E SCORES H I G H

The football season is now approach­ing mid-season form and the critics are beginning to select their favorites. So far, a l l the b ig teams have held up their reputation, wi th perhaps the exception of Harvard who suffered a defeat at the hands of Tufts. Tufts have won

.der fu l playing aggregation thisyearand , is making the greatet t showing ever in the history of this institution. They won over Harvard by a 7 to 3 score and last Saturday lost to Princeton by tho small score of 3-0.

Syracuse promises to have a team I that w i l l compare favorably with their

last years pig skin chasers. So far this season they have fair ly swamped, Grove City, Ohio, and Frankl in and Marshall , with a total score for the three games 196 points, which is a remarkable record

% The Syracuse-Tufts game wi l l bear watching.

W i t h games with Pittsburgh, M i c h i ­gan, and Dartmouth in succession, the Saltino warriors wi l l have to show a l l they have, to register victories. B i g B i l l Hollenback is coaching this year and from his past records, Syracuse

' should have one of the best teams in the country.

Cornell is looking forward to the Harvard game and have begun their preparations for the game in Cam­bridge, October 2Sth. Cornell made an- excellent showing against Williams last Saturday and a l l the men are i n good shape to play. | Quarter back Smith of Yale was i n ­jured during the game against Lehigh. It is doubtful whether the Lehigh elev­en wi l l be the opponent of Yale an­other season. The game was unusually rough. Charlie Taft , who played ten­ter in last Saturdays game w i l l return to tackle where he has much more ex­perience.

Texas is not so slow after al l . It was just 2:38 p. m., when the final score of the World series came in . Its strange that we knew how tho game came, out before it started but a little thing like the difference of time must be overlooked.

S O L D I E R ' S E V E N I N G A T T H E M O V I E S

J (By Private Sydney H . Giellerup, M, Blessed evening has come at 1 last. G. Co., 23rd New York Infantry,

Having baked and broiled the soldier We are down here on the Border, unmercifully through most of the long we are camping on the edge day, the sun has relented and dimming o f the Land of Law and Order, its ardent fires has peacefully sunk to And we promise and we pledge rest behind the cactus fields and the E v ' r y drop of blood that's in us, tumble down Mexican huts. As i f to That our manhod won't be sham, atone for his blistering treatment dur- When we fight the foe agin us, ing .working hours, old Sol has made Uncle Sam. the western sky a glorious riot of col­or. The spindly windmills rise in ma- yre came here from town and city jestic silhouettes against a crimson and | We came here from field and farm;

And we came, tho' more's the pity,

Granny Miller and Red Wilkinson have started the football season but Red takes exception when Granny breaks the little tub he washes horses in , using i t as a ball.

P . 8.: W i l l some foot ball fan pre­sent the 1st Cavalry with a fot ball.

Hunting in " T h e Magic V a l l e y " seems to be the latest sport. Every day the men go out and bring back a fu l l bag of game. Rabbits and pigeons are being served in most every mess shack. As yet the troopers have not

fallen i n " with shot-guns.

The Engineers bowling team defeat­ed a team representing the ' lst Cavalry Tuesday evening. The game was very close. The first game was won by 29 pins, and the second by 11.

gold curtain of blazing beauty. A few wisps of clouds are incarnadined the magic brush of the sunset. Nea the zenith the gorgeous hues of th Sun's traveling robes blend exquisitely with the royal purple mantle of swift' ly on-rushing Nnight.

Our poetic-souled soldier gazes tranced at nature's masterpiece. Hi heart is attuned with the ode to De parting Day and his whole being re­sponds to the ineffable harmony of life. The wonder of the western sk; holds him spellbound. And what does he murmur as he stands there tram fixed? " G o s h , i t looks just like lobster s a l a d ! "

It 's the movies for our hero to-nigr Yes, they're running some special fea ture at the show and he wants to get there early and sit down in front where the pictures look bigger. As he passes the mess-shack he glances in at the quiet little session and longingly ling ers the solitary quarter in his pocket He is tempted as he watches Georgi draw in a sizeable pile of washers (poker camp currency) and for a mo­ment seems about to enter the game but then he remembers what happened to him the last time when he mourn­fully dropped a pretty flush on top o: Mac 's nine ful l . No, i t ' s the movie for our soldier boy to-night. Pay day' coming anyway, so the boys sny_ am then he'l l demonstrate how the great American pastime ought to be played, Why with a good sized stack in front of him he'd show .

But here he is at the brightly, i l i a mined front of the airdome and as he walks up toward the ticket booth h suddenly spies Joe headed in the same lirection. His feet lag and he smiles n a calculating fashion as he spins the

lonesome two-bits in his pocket. Joe,

I n a recent issue of Collier's, Grantland Rice gave his selection of an all-star baseball team as follows: Catcher, Schalk, Chicago White Sox; Pitchers,. Alexander of Philadelphia and Johnson of Washington. Chase of Cincinnati at first and at second base Collin's of Chicago. Fletcher would hold down the shortstop posi­tion with Herzog on third, both from the New York Giants. The out field consisting of Cobb, Speaker and Rob­ertson would not only be a fast field­ing combination but would bring any team home a winner with their stick work; Sisler of St. Louis goes to make up the combination, as util ity man.

Ben Forsythe, the old foot ball star of .-Syracuse, of Troop H , 1st Cavalry, la planning to help his brother coach Erasmus H a l l , i f the troop stops in New York on its way home to Roches­ter.

Wonder which season • Ben has mind.

Harvard students probably heave a sigh of relief now that the World's Series are over. Now Coach Houghton wil l have time to make up for the de­feat Tufts handed his team.

A M E R I C A N A T H L E T E S W I N

American athletes carried off the lions share of the honors on the opening day of the track events at the stadium i n Stockholm. Competing against Scandi­navian countries the Americans captur­ed three races.

In the 400 meter run, Ted Meredith, -the former quarter mile American Na­tional champion defeated J . Bo l in , the •holder of the 400 meter Swedish record.

• Joe Loomis of Chicago won the 100 meter dash. Americans won second and

| third. Andy Ward, second and Bob T Simpson third .

The American relay team consisting of Loomis, Ward, Murray and Simpson won the 800 meter race, defeating the 'Scandinavian team.

Last week Truck Company 29 de­feated Truck Company 28 in a fast ball game at Hidalgo by a score of .12-10. Truck Company 29 have an ex-ceptinally good team. *A team repre­senting the Field Bakery w i l l be their next bacon and a hard game is predict­ed.

Another boost for the Lone Star State. Eugene Neeley, despite the han­dicap of having only one arm, won the position of left guard on Dartmouth Varsity. Neeley's home is in Dallas, Texas.

apparently not seeing him, is almost up to the ticket seller when our scheming-soldier shouts, " H e l l o , Joel What the good word, old box?"

Joe acknowledges the salute a l itt le suspiciously but according to specifica­tions, purchases two tickets and links his arm in that of our hero. The lat ter chuckles to himself at the economic trick while Joe looks forward to pass­ing the buck tomorrow night. Thus i t is everywhere young men gather, be i t polished rai l , railway station or every one-ante.

Gone are the cares and worries of day and on the screen flickers the shad­ows of that familiar world in which these two once sporadically moved and had their careless being. It is a news weekly and there before them is Broad­way near Herald Square, showing the passing of wire-enmeshed street ears with guardian blue coats. The audi­ence cheer madly for a minute . " Gosh, that looks good," Joe opines as. they slip into seats flown front. B i l l (didn't

i we tel l you his name before?) mumbles j something about Its being the greatest burg in the world and then with open mouthed longing, glues his greedy eyes on that metropolitan street scene.

But the picture quickly shifts to hog raising in Southern Hohokus and their interest lags. The rest of the weekly, with its dri l l of school children at Walla Walla and the cornerstone planting for the Home of One-Legged Fish Peddlers at Kokomo, drearily lags until B i l l and Joe fidget and light another cigarette, as they talk about what their girls wrote them yesterday.

" W e l l , my girl says that these guys who stayed home better not come around h e r " starts B i l l when the newspicture is jerked to a speedy spotty conclusion and the five-rceler "legins. ^ 'Featur ing Agnes Static

In the haste of war's alarm We have hiked o'er half of Texae, We have munched hardtack and jam With a world of bugs to vex us,

Uncle Sam.

We have had the downpour drench us, We have sweated in the sun; We have dug their blooinin' trenches. From the morn ' t i l day was done:. And our work has been inspected, And been called " n o t worth a damn,1

Just exactly as expected, Uncle Sam.

We've been training hands unsteady, We can hold our heads up now; We tell the world we're ready, I f we ever have a row: We are sometimes apt to grumble, And at work we sometimes sham, But no enemy shall humble . j lapj

Uncle Sam.

Some may call it Luck that took Par from home and all its charms. We can't say our Luck forsook us, When it called us out to arms: Tropic Capricorn or Cancer, We don't care a tinker's dam; Where e'er you call, we'l l answer,

Uncle Sam.

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" C O N S I D E R T H E B U G S '

Having a more or less general in terest in bugs up north and an unlimit­ed desire to at all times give them plenty of room to avoid me, I was rath

lisagreeably surprised to note the almost playful familiarity with which the Texas bugs undertook to educate us regarding their cute little ways.

On first detraining, McAllen seemed all well enough even when it commences' to rain. For having finished the ditching of our tents and the preparation of our " Iry e a r t h " beds wo settled down our pyramidals for a contemplative smoke. Then i t happened!' Out from their crevices and crannies in the ground' crept scorpions with such nnoeent looking curly tails and

capable looking mandibles. Their friendships were most astonishing, I have known of a case where th ree of- them slept between rookie and a mule driver all night and the mule driver was not stung even once I The tarantulas were more reser­ved and seeemed to have a lively re­gard for social ettiqnete, for one drip­ping afternoon as we were dolefully working out the ' ! Tarantula R a g ' ' with -indifferent success as to harmony, a groan from a frightened rookie caused us all for a moment to sit dumb and staring at the doorway through which an old papa tarantula with a pair of six-inch jumpers was making his leie-

rely approach.' We trumped his ace with a spade very promptly but the 1 reams that night especially among our newer members were fraught with strange weird vagaries.

The bright spot in bug land was the carmine backed cochineal bugs who

st naturally curled up and died of fright whenever we touched them. Their little velvety' backs marked so

ose a resemblance to O. D. pills that any rookies were cured of divers com-

lainta by having them served out as 'fever c u r e " after dark. Now the mosquitoes were not so bad,

but the flies an ever increasing nui­sance. The natives claim that we

ought them down here on the trains ith us. This may be so, but in calling | a t .

A T E X A N H U N T I N G TRIP.

Upon Which Some of the Boys From the 12th Have a Stirring Time,

Anyway, it was a fine hunting trip, So Fred Braender does not regret his burned hand and dislocated shouldci neither does Harry Mathis regret ha' ing missed a meal (a calamaty to that epicurean); while Jimmy Zeccola, wi the placidity of a Sancbo Panza, avers that " i t no maka leetla beeta dif­ference." Of course Jim's englisb really above reproach, but what good a story without,some local color such as

brogue or accent? A l l things con sidered, we'l l retain the dialect in J i i my ' case. Be it understood, howeve that apart from that single departure from the path of verity, the following recital is uneolored.

Well, I don't know that there was anything specially interesting,' 1 said Fred when he was sought out. Nor was there to him, as he is the son of a trap­per and' has forgotten more about hunt tg than the average Nimrod has learn

ed. But the Rattler's unerring **flair had sensed a story, and we obeyed i t .

How many birds did you b a g ' " Hold o n l " cried Mathis as Fred

and Jim were beginning to blurb. " D o you know anything about the game laws in this blessed State of Texas? You don't eh? Well, you'd better find out, for the number of tro hies that fell before our invincible

shotguns is just one short of that nl lowed, in the case of each kind of game But the interesting part of our excur­sion was the weird and mysterious Texas night under a cloudy sky, the wonderful ' '

" D a fanny parts, she was when Berrranderra he fall and bost his

There wasn't a thing happened worth talking about," asserted Pred

I tell you, Ma), you'd never forget that night, with a , hundred coyotes howling and screeching and yawping and growling "

Gee, i t maka me laugh when Harry Matees be look for da eats and he no can finda damting.,He wants turn da

ttomobeel opsidadown " , and yelling and whooping-—

Put away that pad and don't take out that pencil, I tell you nothing

appened.'' and screeching and screaming

and shrieking like tortured soul Hel l , and their eyes gleaming in the larkness all around us "

Harry be hadda charge all da eats He puttem in a bag, canned chicken canned asparngrass, and lotsa swell stoff. He Bay he poota da bag on da otfomobeel, but when we get way out, wanty mile away, and we tell da chof-

fopr .to stop, and we get out, and we pay him tree doll., we no can finda no ~>ag. Maybe da man he was sore dot

dan't give him ten doll, and he kCepa da bag. Anyway all we had left was bread and cof.ee, se we say 1 Alla-

ght, we can have swell feed on broiled nail on toast, fried pigeon on toast,

snipe a la Maryland on toast, with Icmi-tasses and toast to f ineesh' ."

And we d i d , " averred Braender. We certainly d i d , " supplemented

Mathis, " b u t we had underestimated the amount of water needed, and after that Saturday night dinner, we hadn't

left, and, as you know, there ttle use looking for springs or brooks

ponds in this region. We grew very thirsty during our sleepless night. I t

as an exciting night, all right, though first, with our dinner put 'away, we

felt happy and looked forward to a good sleep. We had brought two blank­ets and one poncho and made a bed for the three of us, poncho on the ground, then one blanket, then the other to cover us. We didn't build a bonfire at first, .because we feared no animals and -did not. want to attract any of the humans that might be roaming around. Yes, we expected coyotes, but the best books on the wild and wooly deny that

sons-of-guns—which didn't do my shoul­der any good."

"Ha-ha , de 1 ncxta morning, Fredda spots a rabbit and grab his gun and Bang—Bang—he putta da should a on da Wink . "

" T h e next morning," said Harry Mathis, reuming the story, "was SOME forenoon. Breakfast was nowhere in sight. Not a drop of water, no more punk, nothing but a big hole in each one' stomach. We got up at six, feel­ing rather stiff, and the first thing we did was to climb a tree to look for a windmill. First, Jimmie Zeccola went up one, but he couldn't see any, so we started walking in the general direc­tion df McAllen, and about two miles away I climbed up another tree, I saw a windmill that looked as i f it was a mile away, and we resumed our march Fred gritting his teeth but not slowing up a bit. Well, the more we walked, the farther that windmill seemed. It It must have been five miles away. And when we got there, " the cupboard was hare," meaning there was no agua. So we started over again and two miles further along our pilgrim's progress we hit a deserted house. .There was a well and it took us only a few minutes to boil some water—Safety First, you know—and cool i t to drinking temper­ature. With that water we were able to prepare more game for breakfast, after which we continued our return journey. We passed several other de­serted houses and then we came to one that was inhabited by a woman and her daughter. There we had a real break­fast, which fortified us for our return hike. That return march should be mentioned in some General's report, as snowing what New York Guardsmen can do. We were over twenty-five miles away as the crow flies, and on account of the terrain we marched over thirty miles until we saw the MeAllen water-ower. We were fortunate in meeting

a road there, and we waited for some chicle. - A. ford soon passed and the man

and woman aboard i t gave us a, l i f t to McAllen. 1 Next time we go out a bunt­ing, we'l l reverse what we did—instead of riding out and hiking back, we' l l hike out, and keep within two or three miles of some .main road, so that we can ride back. Put that in as a bit of advice to others. Of course i t ' s pos­sible to ride both ways, but that means abandoning the car while you hunt, be­muse the driver wouldn't want to be eft out of it—or else hire a car, which

is simply^out of the question on fifteen month.','

"Besides , " rhapsodized Harry, " y o n don't want to miss that wonderful

ight in the open, far, far away from any human habitation, in the tropical

' ~ness punctuated by the noises of Nature, the twittering of birds, the chirpings, caeklings, crowings, caw-"ngs, euckooings, buzzings, blatterings, lummings, chirrupings, clockings, gob­bling^, gogglings, eooings, croakings, ' iss^ngs, sqneakings, brayings, neigh-nga, hayings, "

" A n d rattlings—don't forget that , " M . F . B.

B - r - r - r ! R e a d t h i s f r o m las t w e e k ' s

R A T T L E R :

" A l e c " Alexander deserves great credit for the way he has taken care of the horses of Troop D of tho First Cavalry. Alexander at one time was the most famous jockey in England and his knowledge of horseflesh is a revel a tion to the troopers.

E X H I B I T S S U G G E S T E D F O B D A L L A S S T A T E F A I R .

Wax figure of McAl len merchant who - d o e s n ' t overcharge soldiers. Financial reports from Magic Valley

showing great value of Border raids. Moving picture of ten fearless Rangers

disarming an ancient Mexican. Giant petition against recall of troops. I

: (Note: When the troops leave the | Border w i l l be ruined. F o r details con suit auto dealers and banks.)

Send i n the results of that game your troop might play. Let the world know what a great combination you have.

Reserve your New Year's Eve tables now..

Did your tailor send you a letter about his new F a l l Suits?

C A N N E D G L A D N E S S

The cold weather wont bother us I this season watching the Army-Navy game*

1 Barley Closenp," reads B i l l from the screen. "Gee , I know her, Joe. She lives out next to Harry Brown in Flat-bush. Say, she's a f l irt . Why when I . '" '

' ' A i n ' t this guy Closeup a souse?'' Joe asks, which starts B i l l off on some anecdotes of how " B a r l e y " haunts all his (Bi l l ' s ) favorite cafes, and so on while the first reel relentlessly tangles the fates of the handsome young cou­ple. Closeup escorts Agnes to a fash­ionable cabaret (are they ever fashion­able?) l ittle recking that devilish Dan is moodily demolishing highballs in a far corner or that sudden Sara has picked this very spot as the scene of her terpsiehorcan triumph. Of course i f Closeup knew all this he would scarcely have jeopardised Agnes' young life and his own pull and

—% But B i l l neglects the plot his hungry appraisal of the

cabaret with its shaded lights,

hat elongated little black devil with the doubled spiked tai l and yellow back, * * The New York B u g , ' ' they wrong is cruelly.

This pest has all army nitiiueuvf stoped. In the first place his name legion and then his inqui&iti venose surpasses understanding. He will stic his feet in the coffee just to see i t i t hot, die in the milk and eat the suga Time and again when I have been about to take a spoon ful l of food his Iitth beady head has appeared on the edg of i t just as though I could not swal­low without his inspection and O. K

On our hikes, we have seen tuinbl bugs, beetles, large and small lie, ants, and such, but this .nasty l i t t l blacky with bis inquisitive streak of yellow beats them all . . A . E . O,

McAIWath R u n i n c o n -n e c t i o n w i t h

• M - ' i c A l i e n H o t e l . H o t

w a t e r a l w a y s a v a i l a b l e . S o a p a n d t o w e l f u r n i s h e d . ' C o s t s a q u a r t e r b u t l a s t s a w e e k '

Pool Room R i g h t a c r o s s f r o m M c A l l e n d e p o t . F i v e B r u n s w i c k e & B a l k e t a b l e s ,

t w o b o w l i n g a l l e y s * S o d a f o u n t a i n i n c o n ­n e c t i o n .

Y o u K n o w L o u i s G e r l t s . H e K n o w s Y o u

enticing corners, dashing girls, an<f ob­sequious waiters. (Note—Waiters are not obsequious in McAllen.) While Joe worries over the agonies of Agnes, B i l l marvels at the bottles of champagne in their icy retreats and dreams of other nights and other places. When Closeup gets a death clutch on the wind-pipe of daring Dan or when Agnes slaps the face of saucy Sara, B i l l re­members the 'time he and Bud and Mabel and Jane did the Midnight Frolic. What a night!

So i t goes until the final clutch of the re-united lovers which sets B i l l a-sighing and mooning and-which even affects the stolid Joe. ' 1 Oh, for a

plants bis own elbows with vindicative satisfaction on the counter as he ders, "Shredded Wheat and a bottle of m i l k . " (The soldier's after-theatre supper.) B i l l groans inaudibly as he thinks of his depleted finances and mumbles, "Glass of water." B i l l pays the check, wherein he lives up to specifications and custom.

When B i l l gets back to his tent, he takes out a pad of paper, and munch­ing the end of his pencil as he sits beside the smoky lantern, he woos the elusive muse. And then, after much blinking and thinking, he begins th nightly letter.

" D e a r Mabel :— Had a tough day of it .

Hiked all day long and fought a lot of fake battles. Pretty darn hot here Hope you are cool. We never get any

cha is lost in the scuffling of feet and the heering of the exiled throng.

Exiles, that is what they are and they know it and feel it . Suddenly planted in a new and unfamiliar en­vironment should we criticize Joe and B i l l i f their thoughts turn longingly towards the life they left behind? But what a blessing are the " m o v i e s " to the wanderer in a strange land. For B i l l and his comrades i t is the one real I ' m not feeling very well, and strong connecting link with tho Hoping you are the same, haunts of the past. 1 Talking of home and the bright lights that shine some two or more thousand miles away B i l l and Joe stroll out arm in arm. Suddenly B i l l gasps inwardly as be sees where Joe is skillfully piloting him. The open canteen looms up in front of them and before B i l l can nutter something about not being hirsly, Joe ehoveg him inside and

mumbles B i l l but the rest J fun. Stayed in my tent to-night and 1 thought of you and a l l the rest. Never

mind the rest. Suppose you and J im are having lots of fun running around. Ask him about Edna, his old girl . Guess you don't know her, Mabel. She's a lulu. I don't think we're ever going home. But I spose you all don't worry about that when Jim's around, hey Mabel? Well I 'm going to bed as I got a sore foot and anyway

B I L L .

Reward A s t e e l tape , 100 feet l o n g , i n

O . D . case, l os t a t c o r n e r o f M a i n s t r e e t a n d r a i l w a y t r a c k s . R e ­t u r n to G e o r g e S c h e l l i n g ,

2 n d L i e u t . 1st . C a v .

safe and snug and cozy and com fortable until about ten o'clock when we began to hear their full-mouthed yapping. Then we came to the conclu­sion that maybe the particular pack that we heard might not have read the books stating-that they never attacked men, and might be so absent-minded as to overlook the rule and start chewing us up. So we built a bonfire, after which we turned in again and went to sleep.

" B u t not for long. The pack, which had been coursing the woods rather aimlessly, headed straight for us in full cry when they saw the glare, and the first thing we knew, we were sur­rounded. We gave them four barrels— two twelve-gauge- singles and Fred's sixteen-gauge double—but that only in­creased their din. It seems that the wounded were quickly eaten . by the rest. Not only did i t sound that way, but Sunday morning, we found a few horrible-looking vestiges like pieces of furry skin, etc. The effect of our shots was not reassuring, and in view of their evident hunger we decided to take turns on guard, which simply meant emain awake. That worked all right

for just fifteen minutes. Fred Braer-len had the first trick, and J i m and 1 ried to doze off, but at the end of the

quarter-hour there came a sudden in-rease in the yelping that sent shivers long our spines. That was the trouble

. -11 night long. If only they had kept I up a steady nullaballo, we would have got used to it, but i t was constantly changing, both in amount of noise and in nature of cries. It would be almost still for a few minutes, then some old leader would give out a hoarse yarr, and others would join with shrill caterwaul-ings and pretty Boon the whole bloom­ing bunch would unite in a blatant Babel of bellows and barks and blares

and bawls " Bull D u r h a m ! " broke in Bab Ma-

lone, who had just stuck his head in the tent.

Bab was feeling good that day, be­cause he had killed two M . P.'s that morning instead of his usual single be-fore-breakfast cop. He suggested that Fred tell how he came to break his arm.

" I didn't come to break my arm, you bum Flivver-tamer. I came to hunt. The way it happened was when those coyotes suddenly broke out loud after having been quiet a few minutes. That got my goat and I made for my gun, which was on the other side of the fire. The ground was soft and I slipped and fell in the fire, my hand right in the middle of it . I sprung my shoulder, too, but emptied both barrels at the

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